Soon enough, it was 2am, time for vampire-werewolf training. Never thought something like that could exist.
Seth and I had a hard time staying up for the wait, especially sense we just snuggled on the couch; watching some old movie of the Black's horrible T.V.
We relized it was 2 when Jake came out of his room in only cutoffs and a leather cable tied around his ankle. He went in Billy's room—either to make sure he was asleep, or if he wasn't, to tell him we were going.
He came back out, and we headed into the woods outside the house. Seth and Jake almost imedently started taking off their pants, and I ran to get to another spot to phase. I could swear I heard their soft chuckles.
I made sure no one was around, then stripped behind a tree. I stuffed my clothes in my bag, and let the smoldering fire consume me. I felt the air ripple around me and I was no longer human.
Finally, Paul's voice grumbled.
It's 2am, don't complain. I shot back.
She's right, Paul, Sam said. Cyan, meet Collin and Brady. Collin, Brady, meet Cyan.
Oh yeah, so nice to meet you. Mind to mind and all.
They just snickered.
We ran to meet up with the others, then headed off into the mountains.
Damn, Collin—or maybe Brady—cursed in awe, as we approached the bloodsuckers.
There were six vamps in the clearing. I recognized Alice and Jasper from the party. The others were equally beautiful.
One was a top-model type. She had long golden hair, and her style—even casual—seemed to be something a celebrity would wear around town.
She had her hand around the biggest bloodsucker's. He was huge, and strong from his muscles that were visable through his almost see-through t-shirt. He had dark, short hair.
The two others off to the side-lines were ovbiously the oldest. The mom and dad figures. Mr. and Mrs. Cullen. They barely looked thirty, yet Mrs. Cullen basically oozed maternal juice.
Jake introduced them by name. Rosalie's the blond, Emmett's the big one by her. Alice is the tiny one over there, and Jasper's the one by her. Carlisle and Esme are the older ones by the trees.
Are Edward and Bella comming? Seth asked.
Jake shrugged his massive shoulders. I'm pretty sure Edward will, not to sure about Bella, though.
Just after Jacob had said that, Edward and Bella appeared from the trees.
I stand corrected.
Bella clambered off Edward's back, clearly she had come her that way. Her hair was everywhere in a messy disarray.
"Prepare yourselves—they've been holding out on us." Edward murmured to the others, staring directly at us.
"What do you mean?" Alice demanded. She hadn't seen us yet?
"Shh," he cautioned.
The Cullen's informal circle suddenly widened out into a loose line with Jasper and Emmett at the spear point.
"Damn," Emmett muttered under his breath, sounding alot like Collin/Brady. "Did you ever see anything like it?"
Esme and Rosalie exchanged a wide-eyed glance.
What gives? I asked. They seem shocked.
They were never informed of our numbers. Sam answered, almost smugly.
Carlisle took a deliberate step forward. Not a fighting stance, a reassuring one.
"Welcome," he greeted us.
Thank you. Sam thought.
Edward repeated this to the others, I remembered he could read all of our minds.
Creeps, Paul complained.
We will watch and listen, but no more. That is the most we can ask of our self-control. Again, Edward translated.
"That is more than enough," Carlisle answered. "My son Jasper"— he gestured to where Jasper stood, tense and ready—"has experience in this area. He will teach us how to fight, how they are to be defeated. I'm sure you can apply this to your own hunting style."
They're speaking as if those vamps are any different than they are. Leah sneered.
The Cullens don't drink human blood, that's something different. Seth defended them.
Sam ignored them and 'thought' to Edward. They are different from you?
Carlisle nodded. "They are all very new—only months old to this life. Children, in a way. They will have no skill or strategy, only brute strength. Tonight their numbers stand at twenty. Ten for us, ten for you—it shouldn't be difficult. The numbers may go down. The new ones fight amongst themselves."
Quil's muzzle stretched over his teeth into a menacing grin. Ten! Should be fun.
Embry grumbled an enthusiastic agreement, but I had no idea why. What was so fun about fighting incredibly strong, newly made vampires?
Sam spoke to them, also having a slight giddiness in his voice. We are willing to take more than our share, if necessary.
Carlisle smiled. "We'll see how it plays out."
Do you know when and how they'll arrive? Sam asked.
"They'll come across the mountains in four days, in the late morning. As they approach, Alice will help us intercept their path."
Thank you for the information. We will watch.
Sam lowered to the ground, going in a line. Sam, then Jacob, to Jared. On until everyone of us were lying against the cold forest, watching.
Jasper took a step forward, into the empty space between us. He threw a glance at Edward, who nodded, and then Jasper turned his back to us. He sighed, clearly uncomfortable.
"Carlisle's right." Jasper spoke only to them, trying hard to ignore the audience behind him. "They'll fight like children. The two most important things you'll need to remember are, first, don't let them get their arms around you and, second, don't go for the obvious kill. That's all they'll be prepared for. As long as you come at them from the side and keep moving, they'll be too confused to respond effectively. Emmett?"
Emmett stepped out of line with a huge smile.
Jasper backed toward the north end of the opening between us and our allied enimes. He waved Emmett forward.
"Okay, Emmett first. He's the best example of a new born atteck."
Emmett's eyes narrowed. "I'll try not to break anything."
Jasper grinned. "What I meant is that Emmett relies on his strength. He's very straightforward about the attack. The newborns won't be trying anything subtle, either. Just go for the easy kill, Emmett."
Jasper backed up a few more paces, his body tensing.
"Okay, Emmett—try to catch me."
Jasper moved so fast it took me a minute to catch up. Emmett charged at him like a bear, grinning while he snarled. Emmett was impossible quick for a monster his size, but he was nothing compared to Jasper. Jasper seemed to have no more substance than a ghost—any time it seemed Emmett's big hands had him for sure, Emmett's fingers captured nothing but air. Everyone of the wolves was watching a different view of the brawl, I was the only one not intent on watching every detail. Then Emmett froze.
Jasper had him from behind, his teeth an inch from his throat.
Emmett cussed.
What the fuck? Leah asked in awe.
Did you see how the big one didn't touch him once?
If the newborns are anything like that we will have to be on top guard.
Watch closer next time.
"Again," Emmett insisted, his smiles gone.
"It's my turn," Edward protested.
"In a minute." Jasper grinned, stepping back. "I want to show Bella something first."
Jacob tensed, he didn't want Bella involved with this.
But, Jasper didn't wave Bella closer. It was Alice.
"I know you worry about her," he explained to her as she danced blithely into the ring. "I want to show you why that's not necessary."
Jasper sank into a low crouch facing her. Alice stood motionlessly, looking like as tiny as a doll after Emmett, smiling to herself, Jasper shifted forward, then slinked to her left.
Alice closed her eyes, and Jasper stalked closer.
Jasper sprang, and suddenly he was on the other side of Alice. She didn't appear to have moved.
Look closer, Embry told me. She is moving.
I watched Alice more carefully now.
She was moving. She took a small step forward at the exact second Jasper's body flew through the spot she'd just been standing. She took another step, while Jasper's grasping hands whistled past where her waist had been.
Jasper closed in, and Alice began moving faster. It looked like she was dancing—spiraling and twisting and curling in on herself. Jasper was her partner, lunging, reaching through her graceful patterns, never touching her. Finally Alice laughed.
Out of nowhere she was perched on Jasper's back, her lips on his neck.
"Gotcha," she said, and kissed his throat.
Jasper chuckled, shaking his head. "You truly are one frightening little monster.
Ew, bloodsucker PDA. Leah grimaced.
Are they even being serious? Paul was getting doubtful.
Alice and Jasper are...together. I don't think he'd really hurt her just for show. I told him.
They're durable. Jacob grumbled.
They were fast! The newborns will be like that, too. Seth muttered.
Edward spoke up. "My turn."
Edward closed in on Jasper, Jacob told us this fight would be more even then the rest. Jasper had the century of experience to guide him, and he tried to go on instinct alone as much as he could, but his thoughts always gave him away a fraction of a second before he acted. Edward was slightly faster, but the moves Jasper used were unfamiliar to him. Every time they came at each other neither was able to gain an advantage.
Eventually, Carlisle cleared his throat.
Jasper laughed, and took a step back. Edward straightened up and grinned at him.
"Back to work," Jasper drawled. "We'll call it a draw."
Everyone took turns, Carlisle, then Rosalie, Esme, and Emmett again. Jasper had slowed down and gave more instruction.
"You see what I'm doing here?" he would ask. "Yes, just like that." he encouraged. "Concentrate on the sides. Don't forget where their target will be. Keep moving."
Jasper turned towards us for the first time, his expression uncomfortable again. "We'll be doing this tomorrow. Please feel welcome to observe again."
Yes, we'll be here. Sam aka: Edward, answered.
I think it will be helpful to be familiar with your scents—so we don't make mistakes later. If you could be still, it will be easier for us.
Edward sighed and turned to his family to translate.
"Certainly," Carlisle said to Sam. "Whatever you need."
Ugh, their gonna smell horrible. Quil complained.
Take in the scent anyway. Sam ordered.
The deep black of the night was just begining to fade—the sun brightening the clouds, though it hadn't cleared in the horizon yet, far away on the other side of the moutains. As we appeaoached a small, shimering seemed to surround the vampires. Reflecting in the morning dawn.
Sam was in the lead, of course. The rest of us followed. Quil and Embry were flanking Jacob and their tense stature was evident. Seth wasn't anymore comfortable, and anyone could tell Leah didn't want her brother anywhere near these vampires.
Sam approached Carlisle, where he stood in the front, the pack right on his tail. Jasper stiffened, but Emmett, on the other side of Carlisle, was grinning and relaxed.
Sam sniffed at Carlisle, wincing slightly as he did. Then moved on to Jasper. The stench was not what I expected. I had gotten a small amount of the smell when I encountered their house, but it was clouded over by sweaty humans. Now, it was just us and them. No barriers, full on hit.
Leah's hackles on the back of her neck were raised in distaste, and Seth, who stood by me, seemed unfocused. A low whine broke through his control when Sam's advance left him isolated between Carlisle and Jasper.
I noticed Bella's eyes turn to Jacob. His redish-brown fur was shaggy and was a little matted. His stance was casual, not un prepared, just exuding nonchalance. He noticed Bella's gaze after 'hearing' that I did and looked up at her.
She stared back, having some emotion clouding her eyes.
Jacob's wolf muzzle fell open, pulling back over his teeth. His tongue lolled out the side in a wolfy grin.
She giggled.
What the hell is she laughing at?Leah asked, disgusted.
Jacob's a huge flirt. I told her.
Jacob ignored us, and his grinned widened over her laugh. He left his place in line, ignoring the eye of us in the pack as they followed him. He trotted right past Edward and Alice to stand not two feet away from Bella.
Too close, bloodsucker? Jacob asked. Gaze flickering to Edward.
Edward stood motionless, a statue, his eyes still focused on Bella's face.
Jacob crouched down on his front legs and dropped his head so that his face was no higher than hers, measuring her responce as much as Edward's.
"Jacob?" she breathed.
Jacob's answer consisted of a rumble deep in his chest that sounded like a chuckle.
She reached her hand out and touched the side of his face.
Jake what are you thinking man, her leech is right there! Embry asked in utter shock.
Jake didn't answer, he was almost purring at Bella's attention. I mentally rolled my eyes along with Leah.
As Bella got closer and continued petting our dear little Jacob, she seemed to have no idea of what he planned. Without warning, Jacob suddenly licked her face from chin to chair line.
"Ew! Gross, Jake!" she complained, jumping back and smacking him. He dodged out of the way, and threw into a coughing grumble that was obviously laughter.
She whipped her face with her sleave, unable to stop laughing along.
It was at this point where everyone was watching them, the Cullens and us. The vamps had perplexed and somewhat disgusted expressions. Sam was very unhappy, almost ordering Jacob to stop in his head. Some guys, like Paul and Jared, figured Jake must indeed care for her alot to be risking it this much.
Sam and the others started backing away now, not taking their eyes off the Cullens. I followed quietly behind Seth. Soon we disappeared behind the forest. Quil and Embry hesitated by the trees, watching Jacob, worried.
Come on, dude! Quil pressed.
Yeah, lets just go. You'll see her tomorrow.
I'm fine, guys. Jacob tried to reassure them. It didn't work.
Em and Quil ran to catch up with Sam, but we stopped. Waiting for Jacob.
Jacob starting talking with Edward, but before I could make it out, he was running into the forest. I thought he was coming toward us, that is, until he phased into a human, and ran right back.
Dumbass, Leah growled.
You can go home, Sam told us. I can wait here for Jacob.
I'll go tell Emily that you'll be late. Jared offered.
She's probably asleep already, but if you still offer, leave her a note or something incase.
Jared nodded his head and bounded off to Emily's house.
I want to stay, Embry told him.
Me too, Quil joined.
Suit yourselves, but don't complain when your parents yell at you.
Seth, come on, we're going home. Leah ordered, already headed that way.
He looked to me. Your sister, don't look at me. I told him.
I don't want to go, he said, I wasn't sure if that was ment for me or Leah, but she took it as her.
Mom'll get worried if you don't go home. she snarled.
Mom'd know I would be with Cyan. Unless you tell her otherwise. Which will worry her to death. Would you really do that to her, Lee?
A flash of concern hit her eyes, then it was instantly gone.
Cyan's my imprint, Lee. No matter what you say or do, that's not gonna change. Okay?
Leah thought over it. Her thoughts hit something that had to do with Sam, but she didn't linger on that. Her baby brother imprinted and she couldn't stop that.
She walked away, knowing Seth wont follow.
By now, Paul had already gone, and Sam, Em, and Quil were laying on the forest floor waiting for Jacob.
You didn't have to—
No, it was about time I stood up to Leah. She can't keep bashing you forever.
I just nodded.
Wanna go hang at Billy's? he asked.
I shrugged. Might as well.
We raced the way to Billy's and chose to phase and lay out on the porch.
AN: I figured this chapter was long enough, and I'll show a Cyan/Seth moment in the next chapter while their on the porch (and maybe the beach?). They need one.
Any ideas anyone?
Yes, Leah is a bitch in my story. I LOVE Leah to death, but the story called for it. I'm thinking she and Cyan will turn out to be great friends. (good idea?)
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